VIII. From Divion to Mericourt-Col. Warden's Departure-Lievin Once More-Back to
Divion-Lens Again-Ecurie and the Oppy Front - Acheville- Mericourt-Out of the
Line to Frevillers
AMIDST the tearful' "au revoirs" of Blanche, Gaby, "Min Laute," and others whose
names will be readily recalled by those who know their Divion, we left our
billets on October 18th and marched off to Camblain L'Abbé, where we stayed one
night. On the following morning we proceeded along the Mt. St. Eloy road,
expecting to be reviewed by the Corps Commander, but he did not appear, and
about a mile outside the village we boarded flat cars on the Light Railway and
rode up the line to Neuville St. Vaast. It was bitterly cold, even marching, and
on the cars it was almost intolerable. A well-laid-out camp was ready for us on
arrival, but there was practically no fuel, except for cooking purposes, and the
weather grew steadily colder. At noon next day, under the command of Major
Lister, Col. Warden having been detailed to attend an aerial course, we went up
the line to relieve the 22nd (French-Canadian) Bn. in the front line on the
Mericourt Sector. It was a terrible march; the ground was covered with ice, and
our way took us along narrow trails bordering deep trenches. If it had not been
bright daylight under a blue sky and a brilliant sun the progress of Christian
through the Valley of the Shadow of Death would have been remarkably well
paralleled. We now encountered a unique feature in front line work, a set of
Headquarters lighted by electricity and watered by electrical pumps. This marvel
of modern warfare was found in the Quarries, an enormous quarry entered by a
long tunnel and honeycombed with dug-outs, which afforded us the best and most
comfortable headquarters we ever had in the front line. The tour itself was
singularly without incident, and by arrangement with the 54th we agreed upon one
ten-day tour each in the front line instead of undertaking two five-day tours
apiece. Here we spent our second Christmas, and, thanks to Capt. Fisher, of the
Y.M.C.A., we had a Christmas present of cigarettes and chocolate sufficient to
provide something for every man. The ten days were principally spent in wiring
in front of our positions and in improving the trenches, and on the 30th we
exchanged positions with the 54th and fell back into Support, with Headquarters
in a railway embankment, which was under close observation by the enemy from one
side. New Year's Day was ushered in by two raids, one by the Hun and one by the
75th, who managed to secure valuable information, but the balance of the tour
passed as uneventfully as had the first ten days, and on the 9th we were
relieved by the 72nd and made our way through a blinding snowstorm to Hill's
Camp, Neuville St. Vaast, Here it was that we lost the services of
Lieut.-Colonel J. W. Warden, D.S.O., who had raised the
Battalion and brought it overseas. On the 11th he left to take up special
service in Mesopotamia. Though he had anticipated his early departure his move
orders came in so suddenly that he had no time to take a farewell of his men on
parade, but left the following message to be issued as a Special Order of the
Day:

"To the Officers, N.C.O.'s and Men of the 102nd Cdn. Inf. Bn.:
"On relinquishing command of the Battalion in order to take up a Special Service
appointment for which I volunteered, I wish to express my deep appreciation of
the spirit of loyalty and service which has pervaded all ranks from the time of
mobilization back in Comox to the present day.
"I should have preferred to address you personally before my departure, but the
hour for the latter was unexpectedly advanced, and I had to leave at an early
hour this morning. I must, therefore, convey to you through the medium of
Battalion Orders those feelings of pride and gratitude which overwhelm me when I
recall the endurance, perseverance and courage which you have exhibited
throughout your period of service in Belgium and France.
"It is with the deepest regret that I sever my connection with the 102nd
Battalion, but the conviction that I can perform better service for the Empire
in a different sphere of duty has compelled me to take this step.
"To all of you I say, not 'Good-bye' but 'Au revoir,' and may the best of luck
attend you all. I leave you in the full confidence that you will extend to my
successor the same loyal service that you have always given me, and that you
will 'carry on' as you have done, to the honour and glory of the 102nd and the
successful consummation of the objects of the Cause for which we are all
striving.

"J. W. WARDEN,
"11-1-18." "Lieut.-Colonel."

The departure of the Colonel came as a great surprise to most of the Battalion
and was very genuinely regretted, especially by those of the old-timers who were
left. But we were fortunate in having as his successor an officer whom we all
knew well, also an "original" from the Spit, who had worked up from the position
of a subaltern in command of a platoon to that of Second-in-Command, and whose
distinguished services had already been recognized by the award of the Military
Cross and the Distinguished Service Order. At the time that Col Warden left us
Major Lister was in England on leave, but he rejoined us on January 19th as
Lieut.-Colonel in command of the Battalion. In the meantime Major A. Graham
assumed command. The Adjutant's duties had been undertaken at the beginning of
the last tour by Capt. S. H. Okell, who carried on in that capacity until
wounded nine months later. Lieut. R. Fitzmaurice was Transport Officer, Lieut.
T. R. Griffith, M.C., who had succeeded Capt. O'Kell in the previous autumn,
having been promoted captain and given command of "C" Coy. "A," "B" and "D"
Coys. were under the command respectively of Lieut. I. C. R. Atkin, M.C., Major
J. F. Gary, M.C., and Lieut. V. C. Brimacombe.

Hill's Camp was a good camp, but we had great difficulty with the water, which
was continually frozen; a good Y.M.C.A. entertainment of moving-pictures, etc.,
was nightly staged in a large hut; the baths also were good, and we were sorry
when on the 15th we had to move back to Vancouver Camp, for here we found many
dilapidations. For three months the camps in the Chateau de La Haie grounds had
been in the occupation of Imperials, and they showed it. Whatever the Imperial
Army may have been in the good old days before the war, there is no getting away
from the fact that the battalions of the Citizen Army called forth during the
war had no consideration for the units which might follow them in their several
camps. We found that the linings of the Nissen huts had been wantonly torn out
to provide fuel, that the water system had gone out of order, and that no effort
had been made to keep the camp generally in a good state of repair. Whatever
faults may from time to time have been urged against the Canadian Corps, it was
at least a matter of pride with its units that they improved every camp they
went to and made it more habitable than they found it. Besides, it's a foolish
bird as well as an ill one that fouls its own nest, and we knew by experience
that it did not pay from the point of view of personal comfort to break up a
camp for fuel or to allow the bath-mats to deteriorate. The result was as might
have been expected; we were perpetually being used to make good other people's
defections, and in this case the 4th Division undertook the good work. On the
17th we attended "en masse" the 4th Divisional Concert Party's wonderful
pantomime, called "A Lad in France," a really clever piece of work, well staged
in the Irving Theatre, and well acted, abounding in topical allusions and
evoking whole-hearted enthusiasm from all who saw it.

Jan. 19th saw us in the line again, this time once more on the Lens front.
Spending a night in Lievin "en route," in some very old disused billets, we
relieved the P.P.C.L.I. on the evening of the 20th in the right sub-section. The
billets in this area were good, and for Headquarters, at any rate, there was
plenty of water in the shape of a lake which lay between us and our old
positions in ``The Triangle." The front was quiet, but enemy machine-gunners and
'snipers were very much on the alert, and absolutely no movement overland was
permissible; there was also a good deal, of artillery action on both sides, the
Hun steadily bombarding Lievin in the rear, and paying particular attention to
Brigade Headquarters there. On the occasion of this tour we found him using a
new form of gas shell of low velocity, exploding with the sound of a High
Explosive and emitting a gas which we had not before encountered; it took a
little-time to get sufficiently accustomed to this new device to be able to
recognize it immediately on approach. But, as has been said before, we were on
the whole, very lucky with regard to gas, and though we were never careless, we
became sufficiently expert in the use of our respirators to be able to continue
a quiet game of poker in our masks what time the Hun was under the impression
that he was causing us untold anguish; as was instanced by a little party held
in our old-Headquarters in the Gendarmerie, to which we returned on the 25th
when relieved in the front line by the 54th, and where we remained until the
30th, when, on relief by the 85th, we marched back to Vancouver Camp.

We had now had two very uninteresting tours in the line, and were expecting the
same routine to prevail for a few months; it was somewhat of a surprise,
therefore, to find that what we had supposed would prove to be the regular,
six-day rest was in reality the preliminary for a long-period out of the line.
For over a fortnight we remained at Vancouver Camp, and the gods were
propitious; we had the time, we had the place, and, "mirabile dictu," some of us
had the wherewithal, thanks to the proximity of the Canadian Expeditionary Force
- Canteen, and there were sundry decorations to be "christened" and more than
one birthday to be celebrated. During the early part of February Vancouver Camp
was well out of the "dry belt." On the 15th a move was made to Alberta Camp, an
aggregation of good Nissen huts situated between Hospital Corner and King's
Cross and scientifically laid out in scattered formation as an anti-aircraft
precaution, and on the 18th we once more marched back to Gouy "en route" for
Divion, which we reached on the 20th. We were now in First Army Reserve, but had
orders to be ready to move at twelve hours' notice. We entered Divion under the
command of Major Ryan, Col. Lister having proceeded with other Battalion,
commanders on a tour of inspection of Base Depot organizations. Amongst other
points of interest visited by this party was the huge Salvage Depot at Le Havre,
and the Colonel returned on the 24th, very enthusiastic over the wonderful
system of salvage and repair work which he had seen in operation. On the
occasion of this visit to Divion the Battalion Headquarters were moved to the
further end of the village, much to the chagrin of the local brewer, whose
dignity was pathetically upset by having his magnificent accommodation demeaned
by the presence of a mere Company Headquarters. In Divion we remained eleven
days, the only outstanding event of which was a grand review of the 11th Brigade
by Field Marshal Sir Douglas Haig, K.T., G.C.B., G.C.V.O, K.C.I.E.,
Commander-in-Chief of the British Forces in France, at Houdain, about two miles
distant from our billets.

For the last time we said "good-bye" in Divion on March 3rd, marching to Bois
des Froissart, a new camp just north of our old stamping-ground of Hersin, where
the Battalion was employed in wiring the front line in the St. Emile Sector. The
Hun was very active on this front, and on the 4th of the month raided the Allied
positions very successfully, penetrating to within 150 yards of the front line
Battalion Headquarters. Whilst in this camp a spirited inter-platoon competition
was organized to select the platoon which would compete against Brigade units
before the Brigadier in a general efficiency contest. The palm of victory went
to No. 15 Platoon, "D" Coy., whose immediate reward was a dinner at the Canteen
expense in Hersin and the privilege of being left out of the line for the
Brigade contest when the rest of us moved up to Lievin in relief of the 29th Bn.
on the evening of the 11th March. Lievin was by now beginning to look like a
home from home to us; we were always reasonably sure of good accommodation in
this ruined suburb, we knew where all the water supplies were, and we knew that
although the Hun would ceaselessly shell Napoo Corner he would never hit
anything. On the 12th we moved up and took over the left sub-section of St.
Emile Sector, Lens Section (about this time we all became very particular as to
the correctly exact naming of our front line positions) from the 27th Bn., "A"
and "B" Coys. taking over a three-company frontage. This was just as well, as
the Hun was shelling the line systematically, and the fewer the number of men up
in front the safer they were. It was often a difficulty during this period of
the war to conform with the rigid orders of the Higher Command that every man
not absolutely essential to the proper conduct of the Transport lines be sent up
to the front and at the same time to avoid overcrowding. Our Headquarters in
this area were situated in an old brick-kiln, in the foundations of which a
spring of water had broken out, necessitating constant pumping by day and night;
this pleasant duty fell to the lot of the Headquarters batmen, who were
organized into two-hour reliefs; it was hard work, especially for batmen, who
were unanimous in their expressed opinion that it was a perfectly horrid war, On
the 17th we were relieved by the 54th, and returned to Lievin, where we were
greeted the same evening by a hot gas-shell bombardment which fell all round
Headquarters and claimed four casualties. While we were in Support we had our
first meeting with the Allied "Frightfulness" gang, officially known as "Special
0 Squad" of the Engineers; these men made a specialty of beating the Hun at his
own game, and one of their favourite devices was gas projection from a new type
of cylinder. The gas is projected in a form of bomb which explodes behind the
enemy's lines; the noise it makes when fired is truly awe-inspiring, and the
spectacular effect is wonderful, On the 21st we witnessed such a projection, but
we never heard any details as to the results obtained, as we went up to relieve
the 54th again in the front line on the next night. This tour was marked by
increased vigilance, if such a thing were possible. The Hun was in the first
stages of his successful March offensive, and everyone was "on edge" as to where
he would make his next push. All English leave was cancelled and unfortunates
who had just left were being returned daily. But though everyone was on the "qui
vive," and battle quarters were assigned to the veriest non-combatant of the-
Headquarters Staff, no offensive materialized on our front, and on the 28th we
were relieved in this sector by the 16th Suffolks. But, though we had been
fortunate, others had experienced a different fate. Well to our right the Hun
had broken through and forced back the line on the right of the 3rd Division,
causing a composite unit to be hurriedly formed under command of
Brigadier-General V. W. Odium, this body being known as "Odlum's Composite
Brigade," and sent off to support the 168th Bdge. The crisis, however, passed
before this body could be brought into action, and it was disbanded into its
original units within a couple of days. Meantime, on the 28th, various
conflicting orders were received at 102nd Bn. Headquarters as to our destination
on relief. This was changed several times, with the result that when relief was
completed at 9.15 p.m. a part of the Battalion had already set out for Ecoivres,
a village near Mt. St. Eloy, about twelve miles from the line, whilst subsequent
orders detailed Ecurie, on the Oppy front, as our camping place. Consequently
the Battalion was divided into two, it being then impossible to recall those who
had already set out. These men had a hard time of it; after a long night march
they had to fall in again at 7.15 a.m. on the 29th and tramp through bitter
squalls of sleet and hail another seven miles to rejoin the main body at Ecurie.
This place lies south of Neuville St. Vaast, S.S.W. of Lens, between the
Lens-Arras and Bethune-Arras roads; a good enough camp, but, like most,
dependent on water-carts for all water. Here we remained until April 4th, under
orders to be ready to move off at 15 minutes' notice with filled water-bottles.
Everything pointed to an immediate action on a large scale, but our time was not
yet.

At Ecurie we were in closer contact with the Imperials than at any previous
time; there were several Imperial units billeted in the neighbourhood, including
a battery of "Heavies" and a section of the R.A.F. A Balloon Section was also in
the area, and for miles on every side the big observation balloons hung in the
air all day long, except when, as on April 1st, a sporting Hun airman came
darting down the line and took toll of four in succession, sending them all down
in flames. A couple of miles nearer the line was Roclincourt, where good baths
were located, but the Roclincourt road was a target for the enemy artillery, who
registered many direct hits on it. Life at Ecurie was not unpleasant, but it was
marred by that 15-minute readiness clause in Orders, and it was really a relief
when, on April 4th, we moved up and took over the front in the right
sub-section, with Headquarters in an enormous rambling dug-out, with tunnel
communications of an extensive nature. This front was well supplied with water,
which was piped in all directions and even supplied a small bath-house hollowed
out of the protecting bank. There was also a well in the neighbourhood, as one
of "A" Coy.'s men found to his cost. He did not break his leg, but he found it
uncomfortable as a night's billet.

On April 10th a highly successful raid was carried out by four Officers and 132
Other Ranks from "B" Coy., under the personal charge of Major F. J. Gary, M.C.
The raid was timed for 5.00 a.m., and was undertaken for the purpose of
obtaining identifications, inflicting casualties and demoralizing the enemy. The
Raiding Party assembled in accordance with orders and followed up a two-minute
barrage, but on account of the great depth of No Man's Land on this front some
difficulty was experienced in locating the openings in the enemy's wire;
eventually the right party had to cut its way through under cover of a fierce
bomb and rifle barrage which effectually kept down the Hun heads. Finally this
party reached the trench, but had to withdraw without prisoners, as their
difficulties in the wire had already brought them within their time limit. The
left party was more successful, and came back with ten prisoners from the 102nd
Saxon Regiment. Our own casualties numbered Lieut. E. McCrea and 11 Other Ranks
wounded, whereas the estimated casualties inflicted on the enemy were over 50,
of whom 28 are known to have been killed. An individual feature of this road was
the "berserk" fighting of Sgt. C. V. Brewer, who strove like a Viking of old
until "time" was called, when he managed to bring himself Out of the line sorely
wounded, but not until he had seen that his officer and other wounded men were
safe; his valour on this occasion added the D.C.M. to the M,M. he had won at
Lens. The following telegram was, received the same morning, to be treasured as
another proof of how the 102nd Bn. "made good":

"Divisional and Brigade Commanders congratulate O.C. 102nd and all Officers and
Other Ranks of the Battalion who participated either in the preparations for
this morning's raid or in the raid itself, upon the success obtained. The
Brigade Commander is proud of the fighting spirit shown by the raiding parties
and of the heavy casualties inflicted on the enemy.
"V. W. ODLUM,
Commanding 11th C.I.B."

That same evening we were relieved by the 78th Bn. and proceeded to Victory and
Portsmouth Camps, near Ecurie. Early next morning orders were received that we
were to relieve the 1st C.M.R. that night in the Acheville Sector, making our
Headquarters in the same area that we had used when we went into Support on the
Mericourt front at the New Year. On arrival, however, we found that there had
been "dirty work at the cross-roads," and that the Hun had totally demolished
our previous billets in the embankment, forcing us to occupy straitened quarters
in Grand Trunk Trench; this trench was under constant fire from the enemy
gunners, and, in addition, the accommodation was so limited that it was decided
to find better quarters if possible; consequently, on the 13th, we moved over to
some old Artillery positions close to Victoria Dump, where we contrived to make
ourselves very comfortable, abundant water being procurable about 400 yards away
at the other end of a secluded valley. It was not long, however, before the Hun
realized that the deserted positions were again in occupation, and he marked his
appreciation of the fact in the usual manner. During this tour a Brigade
Composite unit was formed under Major Moffat, being composed of all men who had
hitherto remained at the Transport Lines, but who could not be retained there
under the new ruling that the personnel of Transport Lines must be cut down to
68, all ranks. This unit was retained for some time as a special Brigade Reserve
for use in case of emergency; fortunately, its services were never required. On
the 17th we moved up to our old Headquarters in the Quarries which we had
occupied at Christmas. The situation was still critical, and Headquarters
Details were now all mustered into separate units under Specialist officers.
Battalion wits, seeing the pampered (?) individuals of Headquarters Staff thus
mobilized into real fighting units, amused themselves by inventing suitable
names of an opprobrious nature for the different sections; thus we had "Okie's
'Opeless Oafs" lining up with "Perry's Priceless Pierrots", and "Packman's
Palsied Pippins" vieing with "Manning's Measly Microbes"; but these
alliteratively-named squads were never called on to prove their prowess. To
facilitate the assembly of Headquarters in their battle stations a new exit from
the quarry was completed during this tour, and in honour of our
Second-in-Command was christened "Paddy's Passage." Only one incident of
interest occurred during the tour, when, on the night of April 21st, a midnight
patrol from "D" Coy., under Lieut. J. R. Wilson, ran into an enemy patrol
proceeding in force towards a gap in our wire; our men promptly engaged the
enemy with rifle fire, but on being threatened by a second party from the rear,
had to bomb through the latter and take cover in a shell-hole, where they were
actively attacked by the Huns, reinforced by a third party. Our patrol
successfully repulsed all attacks, and the enemy finally withdrew, after
sustaining heavy casualties; this action on the part of Lieut. Wilson's, patrol
undoubtedly checked a raid on our positions.

On the night of the 23rd we were relieved by the 75th Bn., and made our way to
Cellar Camp, Neuville St. Vaast. Mention has already been made of the good work
which the Canadian Corps always did in the matter of improving and preserving
billets, and the following letter, addressed by the C.O. 75th Bn. to the
Brigadier, will show that the 102nd was not backward in this respect:
"Dear General Odlum,-I have never taken over frontline trenches from any
Battalion which were as clean and in as good shape as those the 102nd Bn. handed
over today. We shall maintain and improve where possible. C.C. Harbottle.
23-4-18." This, was forwarded with a covering letter from the Brigadier
reading:-"My dear Lister, Herewith a note from Harbottle, which has pleased me
very much. I want to thank you and all concerned for the effort you must have
made. The 102nd is pleasing me very much. V. W. Odlum."

Amenities such as the above do a lot of good, and when they occurred were very
generally appreciated. Our new camp was a good one, with a big Y.M.C.A. hut in
the neighbourhood, where the 4th Divisional Concert Party put on a good original
entertainment entitled "Camouflage." After six days' rest we moved up for our
last tour in the line before the long summer training which was to keep us in
the back area for over two months, and on April 29th we relieved the 54th in the
left sub-section, Mericourt Sector, with Headquarters in one of the old Company
Headquarters dug-outs, and remained in the line until the 7th May, when we were
relieved by the Argyle and Sutherland Bn., which had just arrived from
Palestine, where it had been quartered for three years without home leave; the
men had all been under the impression that they would be going to England when
they were landed at Marseilles, and it was a sadly disappointed unit which took
our place. These men had never had any experience at all of trench warfare, and
the Hun gave them a very warm welcome, developing the only activity he had shown
in a week just after they had come into the line. As for us, we marched down to
a point on the Neuville St. Vaast road where buses and motor lorries picked us
up and carried us many miles to the rear, depositing us at 6.30 a.m. on April
8th in the village of Frevillers.

The last three months and a half had been singularly without incident, but they
had entailed a great deal of nervous strain. It is a great deal more trying to
keep on waiting for an enemy's offensive which does not develop than to take
part in one planned and developed by one's own side. During the past month,
especially, the Battalion had been kept on the tip-toe of expectation; it had
been switched from front to front in constant suspense, and though, with the
exception of the one raid already mentioned, it had seen no real fighting, it
was quite ready to enjoy a rest from front line work, even though that rest was
to be filled with the hardest kind of intensive training in preparation for the
strenuous days of open warfare which were to come towards the close of the
summer.

Let the chapter close with an anecdote illustrating the literary endowments of
our Water Detail. On one of the recent tours Lieut. D. Macbeth came down in the
early morning to interview the Medical Officer; as was customary, he was wearing
a private's tunic, and one of the Water Detail on duty, not recognizing him,
gruffly demanded his business "I want to see the M.O.," said the officer.
"Well,, you can't see him yet," replied the man on duty; "he ain't up yet; wait
till the proper time." "Do you know whom you are talking to?" answered the
other, "my name's Macbeth." "And I don't care if it's bloody Hamlet," came back
the answer; "the M.O.'s been up all night, and unless you're wounded he's going
to get some sleep before he prescribes your No. 9's."

DAWN
Reprinted from the Battalion Christmas Card, 1918.

(These lines were written during the interval between -the 2nd Battle of Arras
and the 2nd Battle of Cam'braj,)

Dawn! And the sky grows brighter,
The darkness and mist disappear; -
Passed are the shadows of evening,
The things that we fought for grow clear;
And the doubts that have troubled the nations
Are stilled, as our triumph draws near.

Dawn! And the night shrinks cowering,
The Powers of Darkness decrease.
Soon o'er the ruins of Europe
Will hover the Angel of Peace;
And 'the lives that the struggle has parted
Will meet, when all warfare shall cease.

Dawn! And this Christmas morning
Brings hope to a suffering world.
E'en now from their tottering strongholds
The Forces of Evil are hurled;
And the nations are banded together
'Neath the banner of Freedom unfurled.